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eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcăo
eighty anos passaram, e mais
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
veja, eles retornam
todos tragam os anos
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol

 



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